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My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness novel Chapter 208

How was it that this pathway could only be walked by sovereign grade fighters?

Timothy and Elisa were distraught.

Timothy had always been considered a prodigy and praised for his achievements. He was stricken by the fact that he did not meet the minimum requirement for this test.

“If Timothy can’t try, how can Dustin? What’s going on? Don’t tell me he’s a sovereign grade fighter!” Elisa said angrily.

The moment Elisa said that, Timothy froze.

Elisa herself went stiff after she realized what she had said.

They looked at Dustin in disbelief.

Could it be that Dustin was a sovereign grade fighter?

Elisa did not have a good idea of the grades in the martial world. All she knew was that a sovereign grade fighter was very powerful. Even though she had seen Dustin fight many times, she never thought that he might be that powerful.

Since most people who fought Dustin were taken down in just one strike, Elisa could never really tell how strong Dustin was.

It was only at this point that Elisa realized Dustin was actually a sovereign grade fighter.

All this time, Dustin had been nothing but a useless waste of space to the Wyatt sisters.

When Elisa realized that Dustin was powerful, the shock overwhelmed her.

“How could it be?” Elisa was stunned. She felt like she could not accept this truth at all.

In contrast, Timothy’s face was grim.

He was one of the young talents of the Bones family, and his reputation as a fighter was known throughout the martial world in Central Harbor. How could he be less powerful than some country bumpkin?

That was right. To Timothy, a small city like Rivenesco was the middle of nowhere.

Timothy could not accept this blow to his pride. Rage filled him.

“Kid, this pathway is a difficult one to pass through. If you’re not careful, you’ll die. Do you really want to try it?” Howard asked Dustin.

Dustin nodded without hesitation.

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